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Pradishma Nagvekar
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9 месяцев назад
Zeke drawled, coming up behind his younger brother. His blue-green eyes pierced straight into mine.
Pradishma Nagvekar
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9 месяцев назад
my Jack Russell, Delilah, rubbing her wet nose against my bare ankle
Pradishma Nagvekar
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9 месяцев назад
In fact, my tolerance for people talking to me is quite low. Non-existent, if I’m completely honest. How I survive
Pradishma Nagvekar
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9 месяцев назад
Long story short: Making bad mistakes is something I’m very good at
Pradishma Nagvekar
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9 месяцев назад
Life Goal #3: Don’t kill the stupid people. Let them stick their fingers in a plug socket or something.
Pradishma Nagvekar
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9 месяцев назад
Try again, Ezekiel.”
“It’s kinda hot when you call me Ezekiel.”
“You’re only saying that because you think it’ll annoy me.”
Pradishma Nagvekar
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9 месяцев назад
With his dark hair, oceanic blue-green eyes, smoldering smile, and a yes-let-me-lick-whipped-cream-off-you
Pradishma Nagvekar
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9 месяцев назад
Sitting only feet away at a table with a pretty blond is Zeke Elliott. I don’t need to see his face to know it’s him—his messy, dark
Pradishma Nagvekar
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9 месяцев назад
You’re five-feet-nothing.”
“Five-five!” I stand on the counter and really look at the window
Pradishma Nagvekar
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9 месяцев назад
What are you, five?”
“Twenty-seven, but pretending I’m five has it’s benefits. Like getting ice-cream.” His smile reflected
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